Mikaⱨ 2
1 Ornida yetip ⱪǝbiⱨlikni oylaydiƣanlarƣa wǝ yamanliⱪ ǝyligüqilǝrgǝ way! Pǝⱪǝt ularning ⱪolidin kǝlsila, ular tang etixi bilǝnla uni ada ⱪilidu;
Woe [to] those devising iniquity, And working evil on their beds, In the light of the morning they do it, For their hand is — to God.
2 Ularning aqkɵz kɵzi etizlarƣa qüxsila, ular zorawanliⱪ ⱪilip buliwalidu; Ɵylǝrgimu ⱪiziⱪipla ⱪalsa, bularnimu elip ketidu; Ular batur kixinimu jǝmǝti bilǝn bulaydu, Adǝmni ɵz mirasliri bilǝn ⱪoxup qanggiliƣa kirgüziwalidu.
And they have desired fields, And they have taken violently, And houses, and they have taken away, And have oppressed a man and his house, Even a man and his inheritance.
3 Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — Mana, Mǝn bu ailigǝ ⱪarap, boyunliringlardin qiⱪiralmaydiƣan yaman bir [boyuntururⱪni] oylap tǝyyarliwatimǝn; Silǝr ǝmdi gidiyip mangmaysilǝr; Qünki xu künlǝr yaman künlǝr bolidu.
Therefore, thus said Jehovah: Lo, I am devising against this family evil, From which ye do not remove your necks, Nor walk loftily, for a time of evil it [is].
4 Xu küni ular silǝr toƣranglarda tǝmsilni tilƣa elip, Eqinixliⱪ bir zar bilǝn zarlaydu: — «Biz pütünlǝy bulang-talang ⱪilinduⱪ!; U hǝlⱪimning nesiwisini baxⱪilarƣa bɵlüwǝtti; Uni mǝndin xunqǝ dǝⱨxǝtlik mǝⱨrum ⱪildi! U etizlirimizni munapiⱪⱪa tǝⱪsim ⱪilip bǝrdi!
In that day doth [one] take up for you a simile, And he hath wailed a wailing of woe, He hath said, We have been utterly spoiled, The portion of my people He doth change, How doth He move toward me! To the backslider our fields He apportioneth.
5 Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigarning jamaiti arisidin, Silǝrdǝ qǝk taxlap zemin üstigǝ tana tartip nesiwǝ bɵlgüqidin birsimu ⱪalmaydu.
Therefore, thou hast no caster of a line by lot In the assembly of Jehovah.
6 Ular: «bexarǝt bǝrmǝnglar!» — dǝp bexarǝt beridu! Əgǝr [pǝyƣǝmbǝrlǝr] bu ixlar toƣruluⱪ bexarǝt bǝrmisǝ, ǝmdi bu ar-nomus bizdin ⱨǝrgiz kǝtmǝydu!
Ye do not prophesy — they do prophesy, They do not prophesy to these, It doth not remove shame.
7 I Yaⱪup jǝmǝti, «Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi sǝwr-taⱪǝtsizmu? Bu ixlar rast Uning ⱪilƣanlirimu?» — degili bolamdu? Mening sɵzlirim durus mangƣuqiƣa yahxiliⱪ kǝltürmǝmdu?
Doth the house of Jacob say, 'Hath the Spirit of Jehovah been shortened? Are these His doings?' Do not My words benefit the people that is walking uprightly?
8 Biraⱪ tünügünla Mening hǝlⱪim ⱨǝtta düxmǝndǝk ornidin ⱪozƣaldi; Silǝr hatirjǝmliktǝ yoldin ɵtüp ketiwatⱪanlarning tonini iq kiyimliri bilǝn salduruwalisilǝrki, Ularni huddi uruxtin ⱪaytⱪanlardǝk [kiyimsiz] ⱪaldurisilǝr.
And yesterday My people for an enemy doth raise himself up, From the outer garment the honourable ornament ye strip off, From the confident passers by, Ye who are turning back from war.
9 Hǝlⱪim arisidiki ayallarni ɵzlirining illiⱪ ɵyliridin ⱪoƣlaysilǝr; Ularning yax balilirini silǝr Mening güzǝl gɵⱨirimdin mǝnggügǝ mǝⱨrum ⱪilisilǝr.
The women of My people ye cast out from its delightful house, From its sucklings ye take away My honour to the age.
10 Ornunglardin turup neri ketinglar; Qünki ⱨalakǝtni, Yǝni azabliⱪ bir ⱨalakǝtni kǝltüridiƣan napakliⱪ tüpǝylidin, Bu yǝr silǝrgǝ tǝwǝ aramgaⱨ bolmaydu.
Rise and go, for this [is] not the rest, Because of uncleanness it doth corrupt, And corruption is powerful.
11 Əgǝr biⱨudiliktǝ, yalƣanqiliⱪta yürgǝn birsi yalƣan gǝp ⱪilip: — «Mǝn xarab wǝ ⱨaraⱪⱪa tayinip silǝrgǝ bexarǝt berimǝn» — desǝ, Mana, u xu hǝlⱪⱪǝ pǝyƣǝmbǝr bolup ⱪalidu!
If one is going [with] the wind, And [with] falsehood hath lied: 'I prophesy to thee of wine, and of strong drink,' He hath been the prophet of this people!
12 Mǝn qoⱪum seni bir pütün ⱪilip uyuxturimǝn, i Yaⱪup; Mǝn qoⱪum Israilning ⱪaldisini yiƣimǝn; Mǝn ularni Bozraⱨdiki ⱪoylardǝk, Ɵz yayliⱪida yiƣilƣan bir padidǝk jǝm ⱪilimǝn; Ular adimining kɵplükidin warang-qurungluⱪⱪa tolidu.
I do surely gather thee, O Jacob, all of thee, I surely bring together the remnant of Israel, Together I do set it as the flock of Bozrah, As a drove in the midst of its pasture, It maketh a noise because of man.
13 Bir «bɵsüp ɵtküqi» ularning aldiƣa qiⱪip mangidu; Ular bɵsüp qiⱪip, ⱪowuⱪⱪa yetip berip, uningdin qiⱪti; Ular bɵsüp qiⱪti, Yǝni ⱪowuⱪⱪa yetip berip, uningdin qiⱪti; Ularning Padixaⱨi ularning aldida, Pǝrwǝrdigar ularning aldiƣa ɵtüp mangidu.
Gone up hath the breaker before them, They have broken through, Yea, they pass through the gate, Yea, they go out through it, And pass on doth their king before them, And Jehovah at their head!
